I need it for next weeks raid, and I was hoping you guys could help me figure out how to get it in a few days. Those of you with it have obviously learned how to get it, and I could use some guidance as to what I have to do to actually earn it. Edit: Wow guys! 10 replies! I never knew this forum could be so supportive Edit 2: ohmigosh 20 replies?! Thanks so much! Edit 3: We made to 40 replies guys. Woohoo So much good advice!! One could say [i]super good advice[/i] hue hue hue hue hue Edit 4: I never believed in all my years I'd reach [b]60[/b] replies with this thread. So much love from the community. Edit 5: misspelled love as live. Edit 6: As if the RNG gods themselves descended upon this thread, they have blessed me with such helpful posters and constructive discussion. Thank you based random numbers. Edit 7: Forgot to mention in edit 6 that the thread reached 80 replies. Will continue to take feedback on how to make my edits better, while simultaneously figuring out how I can keep people entertained with little to no actual discussion value. Edit 8: we did it boys, we reached 100 replies. I declare this the most popular thread of all time. Just look at the reply numbers! Those can't be faked in any way whatsoever! Edit 9: By popular demand, this thread has been nominated for thread of the year. Hope to see you all at the awards ceremony. Edit 10: Wow 10 edits and 120+ replies. Things are looking positive for this thread and I think it has a secure chance at winning Most Influential Thread of 2015. I couldn't have done it without all of you, my lovely supporters and helpful posters. Let's keep this hype train going! Edit 11: Well... I have to say that it was certainly an honor just to get nominated and I'm happy for Helveck for winning Most Influential Thread of 2015. He definitely deserves it and I hope he's happy with the introduction of more dragons in Destiny. Although I may be slightly disappointed with not winning, I'll take consolation in the fact that it was a good run. --------End of Act 1------------------ Edit 12: It's been two weeks since the awards ceremony. All my supporters have deserted me. This hype trains has run out of steam and now it is a derelict ruin, abandoned on the side of the rusty tracks. I've slipped into a dark place, nightmares of the Ballerhorn chasing me across an endless fiery plane, covered in the corpses of all the aliens I have killed in Destiny. It taunts me as it seems to chase me as desperately as I had chased it. Traumatizing me with the mass genocide I committed in my pursuit to obtain it. What if I had just stopped? Just decided to not endlessly grind for it? Could I have saved myself from these night terrors? Could I have prevented the death of millions of individual aliens. Perhaps in my desperate struggle for the Ballerhorn, I had unknowingly caused my own failure at the Post Awards. My greed pushed me to reach for something unobtainable, never feeling satisfied with what I had rather than what I wanted. It's too late now though. The screams of the Hive and the Fallen pierce every one of my waking thoughts. The lumbering death groans of the Cabal linger in my every step. The mortifying crunch of the bronze Vex armor is caught with every creak of my bones. This is not a burden I wished to carry. This is not the life I had wished to live. This nightmare is death and chaos. All I wanted was a Ballerhorn. --------End of Act 2------------ Edit 13: accidentally put edit 11- 12 in a reply. Edit 14: 169 replies. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Edit 15: it is with great sorrow that I announce the death of a dear friend. Dreg's best friend was killed in a skiff accident yesterday, and I commemorate this thread to his life and his ideals. May you live on in ether heaven. Edit 16: These past few weeks have been a struggle. Getting out of bed in the morning is a fight in itself, trying to motivate myself to look at the world with happiness after long nightmares of chaos. I'm trying to recover from the depression onset by the Post Awards, but nothing is helping and I fear there is no hope in the world. Maybe some time spent in isolation would do me good. Edit 17: After several days alone in my room, Dreg came knocking on my door asking if I was alright. After our conversation about the death of his friend, we had become close, and went out for lunch the day before I placed myself in isolation. He was worried about my condition, as he could obviously tell that I wasn't doing so well, and came to check up on me. I was of course in a disheveled state, and I knew it from the look he gave me as I opened the door. I offered him some warm water, as I had no tea to offer. Since the Post Awards, I've lost quite a bit of money on various pain killers and alcohol, barely scraping enough together to afford the small snacks on my kitchen table. We sat down at it, and Dreg proceeded to ask he how I was doing, as if he couldn't tell the low state I was in. I of course told him I was doing fine, as happy as can be, but he only frowned at me, my obvious lie a testament to how bad I was doing. For the next hour, he pretty much held an intervention for me, helping me with my pain in the same way that I helped him. I was quite abrasive at first, not wanting to hear his advice, but by the end of it, I sat at that table with a calm manner, listening rather than ignoring. When Dreg left, I waited for a moment and then collapsed to the floor, crying as I realized how far I'd Fallen. [spoiler]hue hue hue hue hue[/spoiler] --------End of Act 3------------ Edit 18: I think things are starting to look up. After the long nights of darkness and terror, further enhanced by the painkillers, I've decided to check into a rehabilitation center. With all the stress I've been through these last few weeks, having a trustworthy support group that will help me improve myself is a great thing to have. I've also started seeing a therapist, telling her about what's happened to me and how I've changed along the way. It's a strange thing being able to trust someone like that. Maybe once I fully recover, I can find someone other than my therapist who I can trust for the rest of my life. Something to look forward to. Edit 19: Sorry I haven't written in so long, the years have just flown by ever since I changed my lifestyle and got help from my now closest friends. To catch you guys up, I did in fact meet a lovely woman to whom I am now married, and we are expecting our second child 3 months from now. Our first one is only two years old, but he loves watching me play Destiny and he likes to hold the controller from time to time. Dreg still comes by, now the superintendent for the skiff safety administration, and he's still just as friendly as ever. It's been four years since the Post Awards, but it feels like a lifetime ago, I'm a changed man now, and I'm never looking back at that dark time in my life. I still haven't earned my Ballerhorn though, but I've come to accept it rather than regress into that need to have it. I'm. Content with just enjoying my time with the game and my family. Keep your eyes up guardians! --------End of Act 4------------ --------Epilogue---------------- Edit 20: Got the Ballerhorn. It took me ten years and four Destiny games, but I finally got it. Turns out though that while I was away at work, my seven year old thought it would be funny to play on my character and he accidentally deleted it right after I had finally got wolf pack rounds. -blam!- him. Edit 21: forgot to put in edit 19 and reordered the numbers. Also separated sections Edit 22: Got it. 4/1/15 Edit 23: In honor of today August 14, 2015 Ballerhorn day.